the one who seemed surprised, but he went with it, pulling Ronnie into his arms. Ronnie reached down between them, brushing his fingertips over the length of Colt’s thick shaft. He wasn’t sure when Colt had taken his jeans off, but he wasn’t complaining.
The other man’s breath came out in a rush against his lips, and he ground against Ronnie’s hand in what seemed like an involuntary response. Ronnie wet his lips and let himself explore the other man’s flesh, wrapping his hand around its girth and squeezing the way Colt had done to him. The moan his touch elicited told him he was on the right track, and the knowledge that he could make Colt feel even a fraction of the desire Ronnie felt for him was intoxicating.
He wanted more, but he didn’t trust himself to ask for it. As if reading his mind, Colt gently pushed his hand away and shifted, slipping his own hand between Ronnie’s thighs. This time, his fingertips merely grazed Ronnie’s cock on their way to his entrance.
When Colt’s fingers brushed lightly against his ass, he stiffened up in anticipation, but the man’s touch was slow and gentle, giving him plenty of time to object.
He didn’t.
When Colt’s hand disappeared, Ronnie felt a keen disappointment that was lessened once Colt’s lips found his again. “You have lube, right?” Colt asked. Only he could make that sound sexy.
Ronnie nodded, finally managing to catch his breath. “In that drawer,” he said, looking over at the nightstand.
Colt reached over and fished through the various items Ronnie had stuffed in there to hide the bottle just in case anyone snooped. As Colt poured a bit of the silky liquid into his palm, Ronnie had plenty of time to torture himself with everything he’d done or said wrong in the last ten minutes, but when Colt’s fingertips found his entrance once again, all he could focus on was the moment.
Colt’s fingers circled his tightly clenched hole, giving him a second to prepare before Colt pushed the tip of his finger inside. Ronnie bit down hard on his bottom lip as Colt worked the finger in up to the second knuckle. Ronnie tried to relax, but his body tensed up automatically.
“You’re fucking tight,” Colt muttered, looking down at him. A sudden look of apprehension came over his face. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”
“No,” Ronnie said with a strained laugh. “Of course not. I just... haven’t done this in a while.”
Colt seemed satisfied by his response. “I’ll be gentle,” he promised, working a second finger into him.
Ronnie nodded, resting his head back against the pillow, and tried to relax. Colt’s hands were huge enough, which didn’t bode well for everything else. The other man knew exactly what he was doing and found his prostate in no time, stroking expertly until Ronnie’s cock stiffened to the point of torture.
“Colt,” he gasped, his spine arching involuntarily. Colt slowly withdrew his fingers and settled between Ronnie’s open legs. Ronnie watched, entranced, as Colt slicked a fresh coating of lubricant over his swollen cock. Colt’s eyes met his, full of unmistakable lust as he positioned himself at Ronnie’s entrance.
As the other man’s crown slipped between his cheeks, Ronnie’s breath hitched in anticipation. Colt’s fingers laced with his, pressing his hands into the mattress on either side of his head as he eased in. The sweet gesture contrasted with the ruthless desire in Colt’s eyes as he gazed down at Ronnie.
Was this really happening? Ronnie had fantasized about this moment so many times, but it felt even less real now. His lips parted in another gasp as Colt breached him, but the other man swallowed the breathless sound with another kiss even more relentless than the last.
Ronnie was powerless to do anything other than return it. His body gave itself over to Colt without requesting his permission, just as his heart had long ago. His grip tightened around Colt’s larger hands. Everything about him was bigger, stronger, larger than life. His touch and his presence just enveloped everything, and as his cock slid deeper inside, Ronnie couldn’t help but feel like some missing part of him had been returned. Like it was always meant to be this way, the two of them, together.
It was the most absurd kind of fairy tale, too dangerous to entertain even for a moment, but now that he found himself living it out, his common sense fled to make room for the desire that had always been there in greater abundance